By Elanur Williams I am looking for that bright-eyed childwhose words whispered spells hidden between the shelves, who spent afternoons scavenging the tall stacks for stories, leavesrustling in the half-light. Elanur Williams is a teacher who has taught in elementary schools and at adult learning centers. She writes from New York, where she lives with her … Continue reading The Child Who Lived in Books
Where I find my poems
By Oliver Kleyer At the bottom Of my teacup. Between the lines Of my diary. In all the places thatI go to when I sleep. In a bird’s nest In the forest.On the wings ofThe year’s first butterfly.In the pages ofMy old fairy tale book. In the mirror Of your eyes. Oliver Kleyer is a … Continue reading Where I find my poems
Sleep Eludes Me
By Michael De Rosa Sleep eludes me.Every minute seems to have more than sixty seconds.Seconds take their time to slide away.The night is still, but not my mind.Katydids had ceased their chirping.But not the buzzing of my thoughts.Reliving the worst of times.All my shortcomings, failures. In all their color and sound.Did I really say that, … Continue reading Sleep Eludes Me
Fox Robe
By John Ziegler She called it the fox robe which it wasn’t.I found it in the steamer trunk in her atticwrapped in brown butcher paper.It was more of a blanket.Eight fox pelts with glass eyes, a hint of fine yellow teeth.Unrolled, it released the aroma of moth ballsintended to prevent moths from eating the foxes.The … Continue reading Fox Robe
My Mask and I
By Winnie Louise Sjoquist I’m told that I must open up my heartInstead of keeping it buried down deep The world is loud, selfish, and meanSo it’s easier to put my soul to sleep They say I must speak more cheerfully But they smile with swords in handWeapons garnished with roses But they still all … Continue reading My Mask and I
Broken
By Cynthia Pitman My bones ache, cracked by emptiness.I long to be lowered into a bath of soothing nectarfrom the wild honeysuckle.I will vine to the skyand sprout leaves of spring green.From my vine will blossomtiny, white-petaled flowers divine – flowers with a pink-tipped kiss withinand with pollen-topped stamensstained gold from an alchemist’s rain.When the … Continue reading Broken
Pigeon and Dove – II
By Dr. Vahidhusen Sayyad Originally published in "My Son & Other Poems" A pigeon has fallen in love.Not with a pigeon but a dove.They are so different from each otherBut not departed from one another.They talk the same love language.Their feelings no one can discourage. Though none around them can accept.The world cannot understand their … Continue reading Pigeon and Dove – II
Love Poem
By lilith connor I used to be able to spin words like poetry to suit my will. Curve around the entrances and beginnings, soft as snow, beckoning you to come inside. Close the exit, it's doors twisting shut, pulling strings at my wish.I used to be able to have others do what I wanted.But now … Continue reading Love Poem
The Appearance of Disappearance
By Alex Andy Phuong Vanish as a result of banishmentLost without a traceUnderstanding lossAnd being out of place,But when it comesTo the nature of love,And being gone,There is still the possibility To continue on,So rise like the dawn,And reappear,No matter how hard it isTo cope with all that has disappeared,For there is still hopeFor a … Continue reading The Appearance of Disappearance
April Poetry Contest: Gold Winner: “What I Write” by Matthew Lee
My poetry is written in the dark.A promised secrecy — thatis my antidote to persisted remembrance,an echolalia of incomplete things.I give myself out. In my momentof vulnerability, the lonely hour,I think I see before me a wallpaperof a thousand thundering eyes,boring bullet-holes into my sternum.But they will find no heart, for I have alreadylaid it … Continue reading April Poetry Contest: Gold Winner: “What I Write” by Matthew Lee
Academy of the Heart And Mind 